In the afternoon, when the sun was at its worst, the German offensive began, and unlike the Soviets, the German attack was obviously much more technical.

At the beginning, it was a baptism of heavy artillery, and a round of shelling filled the Soviet positions with black gunpowder smoke and cries for help.

Then, under the cover of assault guns, the German soldiers began to approach the Soviets' positions little by little.

In terms of the intensity of the artillery fire, the improvised Soviet perimeter defense forces, which were clearly no match for the reinforced German infantry, were quickly defeated.

Immediately after the Soviet soldiers raised their heads and struggled to prepare for battle from the place covered by artillery fire, the attack of the German army came as expected.

The grenadiers methodically followed the assault guns, their tracks running over the corpses of Soviet soldiers, and little by little approaching the Soviet lines.

In the next second, the Soviet machine-gun positions began to roar, and bullets flew like raindrops, hitting the tank's armor steel plate with a crisp sound.

Because of the violent collision, the sputtered sparks flew everywhere, and the German soldiers lowered their bodies and followed behind the assault guns, avoiding the incoming bullets as much as possible.

Even so, there are still soldiers who fall, this is a war, and of course it is impossible to die without bloodshed.

After the Soviets had died in the war, the German sacrifice began. From time to time, soldiers fall, and paramedics shuttle through the hail of bullets.

The balladeer leaped out of this crater, ran quickly to the edge of another crater, and before he could adjust his position, rolled in to dodge the flying bullets.

Those who run fast can be killed by bullets, those who run slowly can be killed by bullets, and those soldiers in the middle, who have people in front and behind, can also be killed by bullets.

Here the Grim Reaper is fair to anyone, he takes people's lives at random, and doesn't care if the person is brave or cowardly.

Rifle in hand, following the advancing assault guns, the young German soldier walked deep and shallow on the corpse-paved road.

At his feet were the corpses of Soviet soldiers who had been lying here since the morning, flesh and blood blurred.

He had no choice but to use his leather boots to step on these bouncy corpses, on a pile of minced meat.

Blood stained the uppers of his leather shoes, and the flying bullets forced him to bow his head, and the sights of the unbearable sight were right in front of his eyes, and his stomach was tumbling.

The Soviet soldiers lying at his feet were not Soviet soldiers in the traditional sense: some were old men with beards, others women.

There are also children who do not have high guns, and many of these people wear only the upper body of the military uniform, and the lower half of the body is still the pants of civilians.

It was such a Soviet "soldier" who stormed the German defense line in the morning, delaying the German attack for 4 hours with his own lives......

The young German soldier saw with his own eyes the face of the man who stepped underfoot, a child who was probably only 15 years old.

The child stared at his own wide eyes, lying in the middle of the corpse, with a pained expression on his face.

The bullet pierced the child's chest, leaving two huge holes in it. The tank ran over his corpse, whose legs were already as dirty as the marks of the tank's tracks......

The boy's blood seeped into the dirt around him, and now it froze and no longer flowed, but his eyes were still looking at the sky.

If it weren't for this war, maybe this child would still be studying and studying, maybe he would go to the factory to be an apprentice, grow up to marry the girl next door, and live his life.

But now, he can only lie quietly, rotting into dirt, turning into ashes and finally disappearing from this world.

Looking at these eyes, the young German soldier was a little flustered, and he subconsciously avoided the feet that were about to step on the child.

Because of the temporary pace adjustment, his upper body shook a little, and after stumbling two steps, he stabilized his posture.

In the next second, the bullet that hit the skirt of the side panel of the assault gun in front of him burst out with dazzling light, and the warhead that was bounced off by the armor directly passed through the M35 steel helmet above his head, flying farther away with blood.

The young German soldier immediately lost all his strength, and with the eyes of the Soviet child still in his mind, he fell down.

In this way, the corpses of the young German soldiers lay down next to the Soviet children, and the two of them lay on their backs one after the other, one with dried blood, and the other with blood still flowing wantonly.

"Don't avoid corpses! Follow the assault guns! Seeing that one of his soldiers had been hit by a stray bullet and fell, the platoon commander who followed the tank reminded him loudly.

The German soldiers on the left and right followed the assault guns more cautiously, and the others who had been walking behind the dead young German soldiers, stepping on the corpses of their comrades, continued to walk forward.

The Soviet position was in sight, and in the distance a No. 3 assault gun was hit by something, and the engine caught fire and burned.

The members of the interior struggled to get out of the burning hull, but were killed by bullets outside the hatch and hung from the assault gun with the flames on their bodies.

Then the assault gun stopped moving, and after two seconds it exploded, the detonated ammunition tearing apart the hull like a cracked firecracker.

"Boom!" The Stuka dive bomber swooped down from the sky and dropped a bomb precisely next to a reinforced concrete bunker.

The huge explosion swept off more than half of the bunker roof, leaving a huge crater in the ground with a diameter of more than 10 meters.

The nervous roar that tore through the air flow drowned out the gunfire of both sides of the position. After the huge explosion, the German assault guns advanced, and became faster.

The No. 3 assault gun, which rushed to the front, had already run over the trenches at the very front of the Soviet defenders.

It was flanked by additional plate skirts, short-barreled 75-mm guns, which were firing at Soviet positions in the distance.

A ball of flame erupted from its gun, and a cloud of black smoke immediately rolled up from one of the Soviet positions.

In the distance, reinforcements of Soviet troops could be seen running along the trenches. And the close hand-to-hand battle has just begun.

The sound of explosions followed, and the battle between the Soviet and German armies for the outer defense line of Moscow began with a bitter battle for position.

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Today there is a plus, for the fat cow with the dragon spirit to eat chicken and Yoyo to add a chapter!